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Cowboy Junkies - Crescent Moon lyrics
Reach a hand to the crescent moon Grab hold of the hollow If she sits in the palm of the left That moon will be fuller tomorrow If she sits in the palm of the right That moon is on the wane And the love of the one who shares your bed Will be doing just the same CHORUS Won't you come with me, she said There's plenty of room in my iron bed You're looking cold and tired And more than a little human I know I'm not part of the life you had planned But I think once your body feels my hand Your mind will change and your heart will lose its pain Out among the fields gently hipped beneath the corn Assiniboine bones beneath the highway He stood there and he thought of home A finger traces the path of a satellite You're drawn to a distant copse of trees A voice as smooth as mare's trail Clings to a prairie breeze CHORUS Do I reach for you when I know you're on the wane Do I sense you when I know you're not around Do I search for you when I know you can't be found Do I dare to speak your name Raise your eyes to a moonless sky And try to wish upon a rising star Search all you want for her blessing But you won't find her sparkling there Now cast your eyes to a part of the sky Where nothing but darkness unfolds And watch as all around you she reveals The brilliance of secrets untold CHORUS Do I reach for you when I know you're on the wane Do I sense you when I know you're not around Do I search for you when I know you can't be found Do I dare to speak your name |
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